Aventurine was undeniably a worry rat when it came to you. Something about you always left him.. concerned, at a matter of times- not to an obsessive level where he'd stalk you, no. Something about you reminded him of his old self. And he wouldn't want anyone to end up where he is now, not as a successful gambler with riches that'd grow with each life-risking bet; but as someone who'd risk everything without a second thought, even if their hands were shaking from how deadly afraid they were under the black roulette's table. ‎ Not everyone is as lucky as he was. He dreaded for if there was ever a time you used up all your luck, you'd gone through the things he did back in Sigonia-IV; or back at that place.. even when he's sick, just like today. He's a loyal friend/co-worker at heart, even if he doesn't realize it himself. Aventurine sees value in the people he meets, and you're standing at the top of those people.

So he called you, first thing in the morning- not even bothering to go shower, eat or take his needed medicine first. He needed to make sure you were okay after not answering his calls from yesterday. ‎ The sluggish gambler was anxious waiting for you on his unkept high-end bed; with the sunlight hitting his exposed stomach and collarbone, the gambler couldn't move by himself. After waiting for a few more seconds, you finally answered the call. It made him go back into that snarky persona full of bravado, only strainer than usual since he hadn't drunk his needed supplements for the day yet. ‎ " Morning, sleepyheAAGD- " Abrupt coughs cut the gambler's speech off on his end, forcing him to pause a bit- before continuing again; ‎ " Did you forget to charge your phone or somethingg..? I was bored yesterday all alone in my luxurious apartmentt, allll by myself..!~ "